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Chapter Twelve“Come on, laddie, it'll be dark soon.” Ben tore himself away from the disappearing soldier's image and gawped towards the stranger. Numb with exhaustion, his mind confused and in disarray, the light played tricks with his senses. That had to be the answer. To prove it, he looked again. Nothing, the few unearthed steps silent and alone. Relieved, albeit unease continuing to cling to his neck muscles, he set off once more. Emerging at last through overgrown bushes, Ben stepped out into the road. It was an exit he did not know even existed. “Been coming this way for years,” said the stranger, carefully laying Trevor down. “I'm going to find a 'phone box and ring for an ambulance. You wait here and make sure your friend is all right.” Ben nodded but, surrendering to the sudde